Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

More than an hour later.

The air was filled with the smell of tobacco and hormones.

In the office that had returned to silence, one could hear the gradually calming heartbeats of Lin Lang and Ma Xiaofei, yet the afterglow of the heat that had just ended could be heard in the silence.

On the leather reception sofa, Ma Xiaofei curled up beside Lin Lang, her fingertips unconsciously drawing circles on Lin Lang's abdominal muscles.

Her cheeks were still flushed, the corners of her eyes were shimmering with moisture, and even her messy hair was stained with traces of joy.

The intensity just now made Ma Xiaofei even more charming and attractive, yet she also revealed an indescribable laziness and satisfaction. She gently rubbed Lin Lang's shoulder and laughed softly: "Xiao Pa Cai, why are you getting more and more fierce?"

Lin Lang leaned on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, the nicotine mist rising between his fingers.

He turned his head to look at Ma Xiaofei, who was like a little wild cat beside him, with a satisfied smile on his face. He rubbed her red earlobe with his fingertips: "Why? Didn't you like it just now?"

Before he could finish his words, Ma Xiaofei slapped his arm in a reproachful manner.

"You're so annoying. You seek pleasure every day and flirt with everyone. People are relieved from their loneliness and depression, but you still laugh at me." Ma Xiaofei felt a little embarrassed when she thought of her own passion just now.

Lin Lang blew the smoke in his mouth onto Ma Xiaofei's face and said with a wicked smile: "It seems that from now on, I will have to comfort your lonely heart and longing body from time to time."

"You bad man, don't make fun of me. I just miss you, not that kind of thing." Ma Xiaofei snuggled up to Lin Lang and acted coquettishly.

“Haha, Sister Xiaofei, you actually get shy sometimes?” Lin Lang flicked the ash off his cigarette.

"Hmph, I'm shy because you ignore me and don't pamper me, so I can't let go in front of you." Ma Xiaofei looked at the flickering sparks between Lin Lang's fingers, suddenly reached out to grab the cigarette, and put it out in the crystal ashtray on the coffee table.

Lin Lang pulled Ma Xiaofei into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, and gently coaxed her: "Sister Xiaofei, my career is on the rise now, and I am very busy with official duties every day. I really didn't mean to ignore you."

Ma Xiaofei actually said: "I'm used to being ignored by you. I just hope you can spend more time with Marry."

"After the perfect conclusion of Super Girl, she is about to start directing The Voice of China. She is so busy that she is tired and thin. As her best friend, I feel sorry for her. But you, her boyfriend, neglect to care about her."

After hearing this, Lin Lang readily agreed, "Okay, okay, I will definitely listen to you and spend more time with you and Marry."

Ma Xiaofei hugged Lin Lang tightly, greedily enjoying the warmth in his arms, and said reluctantly: "I'm still reluctant to leave, but your visit is almost over."

"We have a long way to go." Lin Lang kissed Ma Xiaofei on the forehead.

"Then quickly button up your shirt. What if someone knocks on the door and you're still untidy? It would be so embarrassing." Ma Xiaofei let go of Lin Lang, stood up from the sofa, and adjusted her hair and dress with a blushing face.

"Okay." Lin Lang stood up from the sofa, buttoned his shirt neatly, and just buttoned the last button with his fingertips.

Ma Xiaofei had already walked into the desk, took out a silver-gray mobile hard drive from her bag, and gently placed it in the corner of the desk.

The metal shell glowed coldly under the light. She tapped the edge of the hard drive with her fingertips and said in a brisk voice, "The photos of Han Zaiyin's Shanghai opera album cover are all stored in it. Remember to take a look at it later."

Lin Lang raised his eyes to look at Ma Xiaofei and saw that she had tidied her slightly messy hair. The lazy look just now was replaced by a neat posture.

He walked closer to Ma Xiaofei and hugged her again, his fingertips stroking the hem of her neatly arranged skirt, his eyes full of tenderness, his voice low and smiling: "Dear, there is one more thing I want to ask of you."

Ma Xiaofei leaned in Lin Lang's arms, blinked her eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lin Lang sighed and said, "Ever since my master passed away unexpectedly, my master's wife's mental state has not been very good. She has lost more than ten pounds."

"In addition, a while ago, Xu Wenkang broke into the ward and threw sulfuric acid at my master's wife. She witnessed the horrific scene of Xu Wenkang's failed attempt to injure someone and was corroded by sulfuric acid and died on the spot. My master's wife was left with a serious psychological trauma."

"I hope that you, a psychologist with a double degree, can come to Zhou's house when you have time and provide psychological counseling to my master's wife, so that she won't be awakened by nightmares so often when she sleeps at night."

After hearing this, Ma Xiaofei raised her little face playfully and took the opportunity to extort money from her by saying, "Your master's wife goes to my psychological counseling center for one price, and I go to Zhou's house to provide psychological counseling for your master's wife, and the consultation fee is another price."

Lin Lang pinched Ma Xiaofei's cheek and said lovingly, "You little money-grubber, my wife is not short of money, I can introduce you to some big clients."

Ma Xiaofei smiled and said, "I'm just teasing you. How can I afford to charge you for psychological counseling for your mistress?"

Lin Lang replied: "One thing is one thing. If you don't charge me, my mistress will doubt our relationship."

"Well, of course I'm happy to make money." Ma Xiaofei stood on tiptoe and kissed Lin Lang on the handsome cheek.

Lin Lang lowered his eyes and looked at Ma Xiaofei's slightly upturned face. He stroked her soft waist with his fingertips and gave Ma Xiaofei a passionate kiss.

This kiss was gentle and farewell, not as affectionate as the one just now, but when their lips touched, Ma Xiaofei clutched the front of his shirt.

Ma Xiaofei also kissed Lin Lang goodbye reluctantly. Her kiss back was full of tenderness and greed, and she wished she could stay by Lin Lang's side and stick to him forever.

"I'm leaving, Xiaopacai. Bye." Ma Xiaofei ended the kiss on her own initiative, and a pretentious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth as she slung her bag.

Lin Lang gently reminded: "Then drive safely on the road."

"Okay, don't forget what you promised me, spend more time with Marry." Ma Xiaofei said with a charming smile, then turned and walked to the door of the office, opened the locked door and left.

Lin Lang looked at Ma Xiaofei's graceful and attractive back, somewhat reluctant to leave, as if he was still unsatisfied with the love he had just had with her.

It was not until the office door was gently closed and the sound of high heels walking in the corridor gradually faded away that Lin Lang turned his head to look at the mobile hard drive left by Ma Xiaofei on the desk.

Lin Lang first opened the windows of the office to ventilate the room and dispel the lingering scent of ambiguity.

Then, Lin Lang sat back in his boss chair, picked up the mobile hard drive, connected it to the laptop, and began to browse the cover photos of Han Zaiyin's Shanghai opera album stored in it.

It has to be said that Ma Xiaofei's fashion photography skills are among the best in the fashion photography industry in Xiaguo.

Han Zaiyin's Shanghai opera photos were taken very beautifully. Both her appearance and the beauty of traditional Chinese art were captured with a high-end feel by Ma Xiaofei.

Of course, the reason why this set of Shanghai opera photos is so stunning is also because Han Jae-in is naturally beautiful and photogenic.

Han Zaiyin's inherent melancholy and coldness always make her look uniquely detached and beautiful.

Han Zaiyin's Shanghai Opera Album Cover Photo

Women of high level often have a sense of alienation, gentleness and independence.

Han Jae-in is such a woman, possessing a cold and aloof temperament. Among the female painters in the Xia country's art world, she is definitely the ceiling in terms of appearance, the kind of beauty that makes people tremble.

Just as Lin Lang was holding the mouse and staring at the computer screen to browse Han Zaiyin's Shanghai opera photos, there was a polite knock on the office door.

"Dong dong..."

Lin Lang said one word: "Enter."

Music Director Song Ke pushed the door open and walked in, asking respectfully, "Director Lin, Secretary Gu said you have something to talk to me about during this time?"

Lin Lang smiled and replied, "Yes, come and take a look at these ten songs I wrote for Huo Siyan. How about using them to record and release her first music album?"

Song Ke walked forward, took the playlist from Lin Lang, carefully looked through the ten new songs composed by Lin Lang, and even tried to sing a few lines of the lyrics of "Dou Xiang" according to the lyrics.

After getting the tune and high-end style of "Rice Fragrance", Song Ke flattered and praised: "Mr. Lin, your musical talent is simply admirable. In terms of the skill of composing lyrics and music and the popularity in the market, Mr. Lin is absolutely awesome!"

Lin Lang smiled and said, "Director Song, you are flattering me again."

Song Ke pushed up his glasses, looked through the playlist intently, and said in amazement, "Director Lin, I'm not trying to flatter you. If you choose "Rice Fragrance" as the title song of Huo Siyan's first music album, it will definitely be a big hit in the Chinese music scene."

Lin Lang said, "I think with Huo Siyan's pure and sweet temperament, it would be more appropriate to use the song "When You" as the main theme song, and build her character towards the sweetheart leader."

Song Ke nodded repeatedly after listening to it. When she saw the song "The First Person I Loved", she hummed a few lines according to the lyrics and said with an exaggerated expression: "Director Lin, why do I feel that any of these ten songs can be the main song!"

Lin Lang smiled and said, "This playlist has been recognized by Director Song. It seems that Huo Siyan's first music album has the potential to become a hit in the music industry."

“Every song written and composed by Mr. Lin himself is a hit in every street corner. I am very confident that Huo Siyan’s first music album will sell very well and will definitely become a big hit in the Chinese music scene!” Song Ke’s admiration for Lin Lang was genuine.

Lin Lang continued, "In order to bring more traffic to Huo Siyan's first music album, the song "Give Me a Song Time" in the playlist is a male and female duet, and I will sing and record this song with her."

After listening to it, Song Ke looked at the lyrics and said, "This rhythm and blues love song has a very novel style, and the arrangement and lyrics are very well written. And then, President Lin personally sang it with Huo Siyan. With such strong support, there is no reason why Huo Siyan would not become popular."

"Director Song, then you can follow this playlist and start preparing for the recording of Huo Siyan's first album. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me."

"Okay, Mr. Lin, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

Lin Lang suddenly realized, "Wait a minute, this mobile hard drive contains the cover photo of Han Zaiyin's Shanghai opera album. You can arrange for the layout and printing."

"Yes, Director Lin."

Song Ke took the mobile hard drive from Lin Lang and then left the chairman's office.

As soon as the music director Song Ke left, there was another knock on the door outside the office.

"Dong dong..."

Lin Lang said one word: "Enter."

"squeak……"

Chu Xia timidly pushed the door open and walked into the office. She smiled sweetly at Lin Lang and asked shyly in a low voice, "Honey, are you busy now? If not, I want to play with you in the office for a while."